Last weekend, we went to DC to visit a friend. Instead of raging at chic clubs or vintage bowling alleys, we spent our evenings eating waffles and watching Project Runway. Although I got quickly obsessed with this TV show, I don’t claim to know anything about fashion. However, when I went to the New Yorker website this morning to read the latest poems, I got distracted by this article about 14-year-old fashionista and blogger Tavi Gevinson.
Not only is she apparently really prolific when it comes to fashion, she also takes her own self-portraits and writes about her outfits, and I gotta say she is both an excellent photographer and incredibly engaging writer. Thanks to the internet, the world has noticed, and famous folks have begun flying her all over the place to cover fashion shows. Designers also send her dresses and bags and such. Meanwhile she just started high school outside Chicago and writes about her life in a way that makes you glued to her blog for, oh, several hours all morning when you should be updating spreadsheets. For example. She also offers amazingly insightful critiques on the idea of objectification and representation of packaged femininity at a level well beyond her years (actually, I dislike when people say “beyond her years,” as if to imply that it’s somehow not ok to be an intelligent and highly analytical young person).
Anyway, here’s why she’s awesome.
And this one reminds me of my friend Reen during her quasi street punk phase in college:
